The weekend that has been.

We spent Sunday in Newcastle, going for a walk and taking in the autumnal beauty. The crisp air. The togetherness. The colours. The rawness.

Emma loves being outside. She loves seeing us together, although she would act disgusted if we try to be too close to each other with Alex :-). She loves the sense of normality that we had lost during the months of Georgie’s hospitalisation.

We love Newcastle because that is where we went the weekend after we put Georgie to rest. It is a special place to us, bitter sweet, like most memories we have now.

We are sort of getting back into a family routine. But he is missing, of course he is. He will always be missing and all we can do is keep him with us in our conversations and in our hearts.